St. Mary’s Glacier

If you are in Colorado and you are not taking yourself on outdoorsy expeditions right now, then you are not doing yourself any favors. Get outside! Breathe in the coming autumn. Go now. Do it.

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Good work, friends! How did it go? Let’s get together and exchange stories over coffee, hot cider and cake.

Here, I’ll start: At the end of last week, my sister and mother — and trusty philosopher dog, Bailey — went on an adventure to St. Mary’s Glacier.

St. Mary’s is a mountain glacier that offers a semi-permanent snowfield about 75 minutes away from Denver. The lake, the trees, the swath of slushy, icy snow creeping up the peak and out of sight. We climbed up the rocks, a biting and cool breeze cutting into our summer-spoiled skin, and felt just the slightest suggestion of the autumn and winter seasons preparing to welcome us soon.

This is my favorite time of the year, this stretch between the blistering days of summer and the cozy earnestness of the holidays. But I don’t want to rush to Thanksgiving. I want to embrace this seasonal transition with all its quiet promise and delight. Its color and particular warmth.

Let’s get that coffee or hot cider, and most definitely the cake, soon, yeah? The season is calling for it.

SIGNED, anya elise